Lighting and Shadows in Cleveland

The first feature that fascinated me is the golden-hued appearance of the buildings in the background. Although born and raised in Cleveland, Ohio, and having worked in the city and knew my way around in the 1950s, new construction and infrastructure has changed the city appearance so much that I am not able to discuss many details. (The city’s iconic Terminal Tower is seen from a different perspective than is normally photographed. This striking golden-hue is a small part of the magnificent appearance of the entire Cleveland sky-line which obviously can only be appreciated at a given time of afternoon, with a bright Sun illuminating the buildings…and while heading East on the I-90/I-71 highway bridge. *Not to say that is the only vantage viewpoint.)

We were downtown for the purpose of attending 13-year-old great-granddaughter’s first formal photography class exhibit, a project of the Ohio Arts Council. The show was very well done, with names on the wall and five photos which each participant shot and developed from film. We arrived downtown about two hours early, and parked in a great spot on Detroit Avenue, so I took some photos of my own, which are included in this WordPress Post. (Please note that the Time Stamp on these photos is wrong, the actual date should be 12/09/2018, the time 16:43 is probably right.)


Looking East at sunlit Cleveland in the distance.. (©Sometimes 2019)
(© Sometimes, 2019)
Contrasting iron fencing and shadows, and the brick buildings, take on interest in the afternoon Sunlight. (©Sometimes,2019)
The late Sunlight illuminates the colors of bricks in this elderly building. (© Sometimes, 2019)

57 thoughts on “Lighting and Shadows in Cleveland

    1. Thank you, that makes me happy to hear that someone besides me sees the beauty in a rather mundane scene. One of these days maybe I’ll take a “looking around” visit down there. The “golden” reflections I mentioned are truly spectacular, I was seeing them for the first time and was quite impressed.

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      1. There is something about the reflection of the sun in the windows of the building facing in the right (West) direction. I am not sure what effect the time of day had. I don’t know if it was a fluke, serendipitous, or what. Of course I have to make a big deal out of any phenomenon that impresses me. lol

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      2. I was lucky to 1) have my camera, 2) have a clear shot, 3) from a great vantage point. 🙂 As for the brick, I do think that the angle of the sun reveals an actual variation of the loads of bricks that the brick-layers use. As soon as the Sun lowered a few minutes after the photo was taken, the colors all faded. The contrast can be seen in the shaded angles.

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      3. Being in the right place at the right time…one of my favorite platitudes. Once Son1 called me from an airport someplace and called me to report that his job interview had been fruitful, and that he had indeed been “… in the right place at the right time—I got the job!” 🙂

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      4. Hi…my internet connections have been out in the wilderness someplace for a few days. So not able to get back to my blog I panicked (normal for bloggers, I know) and had to change and restore my server, rejoin Word Press, and lordy all sorts of hassles.

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      5. I just made contact with a rather distant cousin in East Kurrajong, NSW. He has written several works on my family going back to Australia; also hear of another cousin who is in Hamburg Germany, having never left Hamburg for Australia. Grampa grew up in Maclean.

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      6. me? no, never. There is always would-be writers who think they should be the authors. Once someone here in town tried to get the Historical Society to ask me to write a town history. No-way, said some of my detractors. haha

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      7. GG Anne was quite a woman, she was in her day involved in the WCTU, Womens’ Christian Temperance Union…she didn’t personally take an axe to bars like Carrie Nation did, but she was active. 🙂 She “retired” from her political/church work when she became bedridden at 80-3omething, but she wrote faithfully in her diarys about as diverse subjects as her little great-granddaughter Me born in 1934, and the Goodyear Blimp, assorted wars, she wrote poetry. She died at 93 in 1937.

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      8. I’m still going to physical therapy twice a week, tomorrow the decision about if I will continue for two more weeks (original order was 4-6 weeks,) cut back to one day a week possibly. I absolutely hate having appointments every day, not the way I would choose to spend my time. Sigh, staring out into space is more enjoyable. Daughter1 is threatening me about going for my hearing, but I’ll get to that when I’m through with the bones. The PT is having a positive effect though, I can tell, which is a good thing.

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      9. Yeah, I know. I did something to a muscle in the middle of my back and it’s taking its sweet time healing. Move the wrong way and it goes into spasm. We have to take care of ourselves. 🙂

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      10. ouch…hope it quits soon. I am almost done with my PT, today they evaluate and decide if I will have two more weeks of therapy. The positive effects of the therapy have outweighed the inconvenience of having to go to the clinic twice a week. But now … ta da … I have agreed under great duress to see and ENT specialist…ear, nose, throat…about my ear infection. And believe it or not I also will work on getting a hearing aid. I admit that my hearing is seriously impaired, especially in group conversations, most of which goes over my head because I can’t hear most of it. Saying “what?” only goes so far until I become a nuisance, so I just sit there and refrain from making comments from out in left field someplace.

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      11. One of the great mysteries of my life is why so many books of my inventory get lost…behind shelves of books, off the ends of tables, bottoms of boxes, under stacks… my system is straight numerical, so it should be fool proof.

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      12. I still have time to find this book, although it is a specialty self-published pamphlet-like and not readily available. I hate to disappoint the buyer, not to mention damaging my reputation as a seller. sigh again.

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      13. I started to read the digital copy he sent to me. It is quite interesting, and very well written. He said he will send a copy to anyone who wants one. He obtained the ISBN so that he could be listed in various libraries in Australia, and facilitate promotion of his books.

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      14. I looked him up in the Australian National Library or whatever its called. It has a lot of information but says the ISBN is invalid…hmmm, I also looked at the publisher and book company before I heard from him. I like the digital copy he sent, but will treasure my own copy of the “real” book…one that can be seen, held, smelled, sit on a shelf. (Like your books, which sit on my special shelf along with a handful of other “real” books by authors I know or sort-of-know.

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      15. I’m not much of a hugger…probably my English and German heritage. But I would love having coffee with you! I had a visitor recently that stayed for six and a half hours! Fascinating visit, but still… the thing about online friends is its easier to say “well, nice chatting, gotta go!” haha

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      16. I have so much to do that I am getting to be unable to do any of it. Forget housework, which was never high on my agenda anyway, or gardening, etc. My “stuff” is badly in need of organization, listing for sale, etc. I never did find the currently missing book. The frequency of “lost” books among my sales can only be attributed to gnomes or fairies…

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      17. fMy newfound cousin refused my offer to buy the books, and said he is sending me a digital copy that I can print out, and also a copy of the published books as well. He said he is finishing up the family history now in the works, which will include my name(s) and progeny including my five great-grandchildren. (Others known in the family as well…) I wish I had the money, I would be on the next boat…or airplane or whatever…to Australia. 🙂

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      18. Don’t think I wouldn’t if I could. 🙂 I’m really no trouble and always pay my share of expenses. My England family refers me as their “Nan,” or “Mumsie.” It is peculiar how close we can get with strangers that we have not met. It was instant family when I got to England…lovely people. I overheard the The littlest boy ask: “Nanny, why does Pat talk like that?” I was there three weeks, great fun.

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      19. Yeah, I’ve found that too. I think maybe it’s because we’re often drawn to each other because of ‘common ground’. It’s like an instant bridge. I’ve only met two online friends in the flesh, and they were both so comfortable so quickly. I was truly amazed.

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      20. One woman and I emailed every day for 12 years…when I met her she was just like “family” or even better, just like a flesh and blood pal. She does Facebook now more than email, but we are still in touch. We chat by phone also. Also my “family” in England, who might actually be related since her family and mine were from the same area two or three generations ago. There are others, too. I think its something about the common connection of the universe. (what the heck is that called? my memory is going to I think, or just over-loaded. lol

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      21. I know exactly what you mean! I have a couple of friends I’ve only ever spoken to online – for 18 years! That’s what I love about the internet, no matter where you are you can always find sympatico people to be friends with. 🙂

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      22. It’s always tempting to make snide remarks at times. 🙂 Especially true when the discussion is about bot/trolls cruising the comments boards. My god if someone had predicted the current disaster of our political system ten years ago I would have scoffed.

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      23. Most of my online friends are of the same mind politically and etc., maybe not really a coincidence. However, my female cousin who lives five minutes from me is pro-trump…imagine such a thing! She and I engaged in the only sensible conversation I’ve ever had with an opposing-minded person without getting mad. That is another story, I can’t stay now… 🙂

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      24. I have to admit that most of my friends feel the same about the big questions – like what makes a good person and a good life. Even if we don’t vote the same, the differences between us aren’t that big. These days though, Trump et al have pushed the debate so far right that it’s hard to meet in the middle and just be ‘civil’. :/

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      25. Well, the Democrats (Left) won the House majority, though the Republicans still have the majority in the Senate. There are enough Rs that can and probably will vote with the Ds on some issues. Then too, there is the fact that SO many women are in the House…and in the Senate, to a lesser degree. They don’t always let the women “play,” of course…some Senate committees have NO women members, even on “women’s issues” like health care. What we need is a woman president, who will (theoretically) appoint women cabinet members.

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      26. Women aren’t weenies when it comes down to the wire (i.e. the grannies who chased the bears and wolves with brooms, but I occasionally stare down a possum or raccoon myself. 🙂 Yesterday I actually petted Barbara, even it was with one finger on the back, I was that close to her. She was thinking about running into the house when the door was open…there I draw the line. lol

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      27. soon I will tell you about the time I was driving the turnpike to Akron early in the morning at sunrise. It had frosted over the night, and everything blade of grass, weed, and tree was coated with ice…which was sparkling in the sunshine like a world of diamonds. The most spectacular was the scene crossing the river valley on the long long bridge. There I just told you 🙂

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